The Irish standard., 1887-01-22
Where's Nancy O'Neil's ingot?''

corner. ssLet Nancy and MS glt alone,
do ye. What could ye make Of it in q
wash. in comparison with what l make
of it the way ye know ye'rselves? lis
Awney Farrell put that in yer heads,
but he had best change his tone, the
Dublin clea'-boy that he is, av he has a
mind to stay in my sarvice,'
"Was Awney out to-day?'' asked the
old man near the engine.
stHe was; and heard party coming
TO the door as I left the house, with
Awney by their side,'' said Spellacy.
"Well, that's somethin any way.
What road do they take? and how many
of us is to be on their track? An how
much % the money do they look to
have? Eth? That Awney is a smart lad.
With his scrap o. Latin aud his Off
band. free and aisy way, he'd desave
the airth. >"
'sT]l arrange all those particulars,
when [ return to the inn," said Spellacy
::Do then-and somethen for uz at
last-as you get uz to do uvury thing
for you. What gain had we by blowing
out the brains Of the ould dark Segur,
only pleasing you, bekays his relation
in Germany kicked"
The sound Of a heavy blow ana a
deep groan cut short this speech, to
which Kunba was lending terrified at
tention.
"Ncw, ruffian!" exclaimed Spe}lacy.
shave you gained nothing? I have the
use Of my old hand yet, eh? Take him
to the far end O. the room, one O. ye!'
The stunned and speechless wretch
was instantly conveyed from the circle,
and deep silence followed. K.umba
listened with renewed anxiety. although
the quickness and boldness Of this asser-
tion of his authority by Spellacy con-
veyed an Immediate sense Of security to
himself, which was only qualified by
his awakened doubts rs to the real char
acter and intentions of the man.
ssThere's no occasion for ye to be
looking at one another that way said
Spellacy, deter,ninedly. :'As I served
him, so I'll serve every one OF ye that
dares to question the command you
yourselves gave me, while there's a drop
o. blood in this arm, "-and he extended
one, the rigid muscles Of which worked
like small cables, us he slowly clenched
his fist wiiile he spoke. "Yell mind
my orlers-and twill be better for ye.
Isn't that calf done bleating yet?'
':Ke axes your pardon for forgotten
himself said the fair faced lad in soft
and concjliating tone. The wounded man
with a noise similar to that
short thick bark which mastif gives in
it's sleep.
ct never make words with Suil Dhuv,'
said the old white-haired man near the
engine, rising from his place, his limbs
all shaking with the palsied impotence
of age-and horrible hyena convul-
sion, too frightful for laughter, ming
ling it's hoarse an9 sudden peals with a
Gt Of heavy coughing and whezzing,
which seemed as though it would shatter
him ,nomentarily to piecss-'SI never
quarril wit him for clinchen bizniz
we'll --hugh-hugh--this chest
o, n1ine!--'tis the safest and the sylrest
course by half. That was our word
hugh-hugh-among the Rapparees of
ould tines-in my youngO this back
O Observation-Disclosures days
when they used to be laughen at strong
John Macpherson for never passen a
good squeeze--and he COON. to The gal
lows be that same, too. I seen-hugh--
hugh!.-I seen him myself playen up
Maopharson's tune, and he goen to the
tree. All, ha, John, thought I wit me-
self (bnt [ said notheD-av you TUX
the advice o. Redmond's lads, you'd be
sporten on the highway still, instead O
bein' playen at your own f17neral-hugh
hugh!-O MisthuI Darlen Suil Dhuv
ei' me somethen for this cough O. mine!
Nothen-nothen~-We used all to say to
Shawn, like taste o. blood for salen a
matter up. I'm IS years now III the
world, an I never seen dead man
mount witness table yit. Ah! never
trust one Of 'em, Suil, darlen, an you'll
laugh at the law all your days-an' the
comfort in it to, when you're used to it
-and-'' here a tit Of coughing seized
the speaker, so violent and s11focating
that Kumba, whose whole attention had
been fascinated and concentrated by
this display of perfect depravity, imag-
ined that the rufian had consummated
his impieties in the patient ear Of Heaven
and was about to be summoned to all
instant and awful Judgment.
s:This culm smoke that's killen me
intirely,' the fellow continued, taking
},is seat ut the bottom of the very heap